Unregistered
May 30th, 2005, 04:23 PM
Dear Goddamn lesbian bar- you know the one, because you’re the only one in Seattle, so perhaps you should be commended instead of condemned, but alas I digress. You suck! “Oh I can’t serve you, you aren’t standing at the right place in the bar for service” FUCK OFF, it’s a bar. That long wooden shiny semi circle you stand behind, with all the beer I’d like to drink, and you’d like to serve, and I have money to buy, but oh sorry I’m not in the right spot. You are pretentious and awful and unfriendly. Also to the woman who so sweetly told my friend that she was standing a little too close and thus “invading their personal space.” Fuck you! You are in a tightly packed bar. Have drinks at home with candlelight if you would like an intimate setting. I had to laugh out loud and then promptly leave when you informed my friend you felt you were “ having drinks with her hair.” Fuck it! I thought it would be nice to be in a women identified place being the feminist I am, but I felt no love!